“The inevitable slip of time weighted on a man's soul.”
―
Heather Webb,
Rodin's Lover
“Love did not conquer all; it only made life more bearable for a short time before it consumed its victims.” ― Heather Webb, Rodin's Lover
“But as I sat across from this man who had more passion than anyone I’d ever known, the air as electric as in a summer storm, I knew I’d surrender. Francis would be trouble, and trouble with him seemed like just the right kind.” ― Heather Webb, Strangers in the Night
“Hortense. We broke” ― Heather Webb, Becoming Josephine: A Novel
“hated being followed around by photogs; they didn’t respect a man’s privacy and they took a special kind of satisfaction in smearing me in the papers. I took a special satisfaction in introducing them to my fist.” ― Heather Webb, Strangers in the Night
“I began to think that maybe we really were like Romeo and Juliet after all. Star-crossed lovers, forever in love but ultimately a tragedy. There was something poetic about our desperate need for each other.” ― Heather Webb, Strangers in the Night
“I hated myself a little for it, for that need to please an audience and that yearning for sensation—pleasures, adventure, danger—at any cost.” ― Heather Webb, Strangers in the Night
“I burst into tears. I cried in relief. I cried for the injustice of being held to an impossible standard in my profession. I cried for the simple fact that my youth was fleeting, and that beauty did not endure. I cried for the yawning fear that gripped me when I considered the future.” ― Heather Webb, Strangers in the Night
“Sighing, she joined the cafeteria line and” ― Heather Webb, The Next Ship Home
“Day after day they came, an endless stream like a faucet left on by accident.” ― Heather Webb, The Next Ship Home
“When you know a person's language, you come to find out who they are.” ― Heather Webb, The Next Ship Home
“I've always found language fascinating. Since I was a child, I've seen it as a sort of code that unlocks secrets.” ― Heather Webb, The Next Ship Home
“Jewish bakeries, Italian coffeehouses, and German delicatessens nestled against each other in a colorful parade of nationalities.” ― Heather Webb, The Next Ship Home
“She hadn't had any schooling since she was a young girl, and learning again felt like a kind of freedom.” ― Heather Webb, The Next Ship Home
“The island had been infamous for centuries; a place to hang pirates and criminals, or runaway slaves. Perhaps spirits haunted the island still.” ― Heather Webb, The Next Ship Home
“God knew what they had been through before they had decided to sail for America. Here, at Ellis Island, all of their fright, courage, and - most of all- hope, funneled into this one moment: passing through the registry office to the stairwell, the exit to their freedom, and to possibilities of which they could only dream before now.” ― Heather Webb, The Next Ship Home
“They laughed heartily and shouted over one another, the Sicilian dialect she hadn't heard in a while enveloping her. To the untrained eye, the group might have been arguing, but Francesca knew better. Why say something calmly when one could make their point much better with a little display of emotion?” ― Heather Webb
“I could forgive a lot when I listened to him sing.” ― Heather Webb, Strangers in the Night
“No matter what—no matter time, distance, or aggravation—he would forever be mine.” ― Heather Webb, Strangers in the Night
“Love did not conquer all; it only made life more bearable for a short time before it consumed its victims.” ― Heather Webb, Rodin's Lover
“But as I sat across from this man who had more passion than anyone I’d ever known, the air as electric as in a summer storm, I knew I’d surrender. Francis would be trouble, and trouble with him seemed like just the right kind.” ― Heather Webb, Strangers in the Night
“Hortense. We broke” ― Heather Webb, Becoming Josephine: A Novel
“hated being followed around by photogs; they didn’t respect a man’s privacy and they took a special kind of satisfaction in smearing me in the papers. I took a special satisfaction in introducing them to my fist.” ― Heather Webb, Strangers in the Night
“I began to think that maybe we really were like Romeo and Juliet after all. Star-crossed lovers, forever in love but ultimately a tragedy. There was something poetic about our desperate need for each other.” ― Heather Webb, Strangers in the Night
“I hated myself a little for it, for that need to please an audience and that yearning for sensation—pleasures, adventure, danger—at any cost.” ― Heather Webb, Strangers in the Night
“I burst into tears. I cried in relief. I cried for the injustice of being held to an impossible standard in my profession. I cried for the simple fact that my youth was fleeting, and that beauty did not endure. I cried for the yawning fear that gripped me when I considered the future.” ― Heather Webb, Strangers in the Night
“Sighing, she joined the cafeteria line and” ― Heather Webb, The Next Ship Home
“Day after day they came, an endless stream like a faucet left on by accident.” ― Heather Webb, The Next Ship Home
“When you know a person's language, you come to find out who they are.” ― Heather Webb, The Next Ship Home
“I've always found language fascinating. Since I was a child, I've seen it as a sort of code that unlocks secrets.” ― Heather Webb, The Next Ship Home
“Jewish bakeries, Italian coffeehouses, and German delicatessens nestled against each other in a colorful parade of nationalities.” ― Heather Webb, The Next Ship Home
“She hadn't had any schooling since she was a young girl, and learning again felt like a kind of freedom.” ― Heather Webb, The Next Ship Home
“The island had been infamous for centuries; a place to hang pirates and criminals, or runaway slaves. Perhaps spirits haunted the island still.” ― Heather Webb, The Next Ship Home
“God knew what they had been through before they had decided to sail for America. Here, at Ellis Island, all of their fright, courage, and - most of all- hope, funneled into this one moment: passing through the registry office to the stairwell, the exit to their freedom, and to possibilities of which they could only dream before now.” ― Heather Webb, The Next Ship Home
“They laughed heartily and shouted over one another, the Sicilian dialect she hadn't heard in a while enveloping her. To the untrained eye, the group might have been arguing, but Francesca knew better. Why say something calmly when one could make their point much better with a little display of emotion?” ― Heather Webb
“I could forgive a lot when I listened to him sing.” ― Heather Webb, Strangers in the Night
“No matter what—no matter time, distance, or aggravation—he would forever be mine.” ― Heather Webb, Strangers in the Night
